Original subtitles

I just, I don't know what this i

You and me.

Takes the...700! Sold!

I lost a baby recently.

I lost my son

at birth.

Marry me?

Oh, marry me.

Look, I’ll probably work right t

I'll call you.

He told me about his ex-wife.

And losting their son.

Their son?

-[Jimmy] Do you know what this breakfast is about? -[Nina] No.

And, what is that you're wearing?

-It's a small sombrero. -Oh, of course.

I'm just trying to give Mick's business a dash of style.

He's got some rich new customer today.

[Nina] Billie said croissants.

[Jimmy] Oh, right.

Okay.

["Gold Mine" by Breanne Duren]

[indistinct chatter]

[phone beeps]

Amazing.

Hey, just wait until everyone's here before we tell them,

-okay? -Okay. Okay, stop saying that.

[sighs]

-Oh, I didn't know you were coming. -Hey, Darcy.

[Darcy] And a warm welcome it is.

I asked him. Hey, Dad.

Nina and Jimmy are bringing croissants.

[Mick] This is natural.

You two okay?

[chuckles]

-[Nina] Hi. -[Geraldine] Hi.

[Nina] Sorry I'm late.

-[Geraldine] Oh, where are the croissants? -[Mick] Where's Jimmy?

Oh, Jimmy's with the croissants and the bakery girl.

When's he coming?

Why are we here?

It was a lovely dinner last night.

Patrick's a keeper. He's not married, right? No secret wife?

No, Mum. He's--He's, He's not.

He was married. He's not anymore.

I'll get the divorce papers so you can check.

I think he's great.

Oh, it's so sad about his baby.

-[Geraldine] What baby? -[Billie] God, you've got a big mouth.

[Mick] Oh. I didn't know it was a secret.

What baby?

He and his ex-wife had a stillborn baby.

-[Geraldine] Oh, dear. -Yeah.

I wish you'd told me.

Well, I didn't actually know, Mum.

He chose to share that with Billie.

He told me last night. It really helped me.

[Nina] Don't get weird about the fact he didn't tell you.

You're getting weird about the fact he didn't tell you,

-aren't you? -No. No, I'm not.

You're doing that weird jiggy thing with your feet

and your eyes are all twitchy.

N--No, no. I did-- No, it's fine, it's okay.

It's a terrible thing, and he probably feels uncomfortable talking about it.

No, I didn't know.

Don't you two pick up the keys to your new house today?

We do. We do. We do.

Just for the record, you can't afford that house.

For the record or the broken record, Mum?

We have enough for the house and $3,412 left for the wedding.

What wedding?

-[Billie] Our wedding! -[Mick] Our wedding!

[loudly cheering]

[Geraldine] Oh, darling!

Oh, you're getting married!

[laughing continues]

Why are we all hugging? Is Grandma dead?

♪ Oh, why, oh, why

♪ Oh why, won't you sing Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ Oh, bring your hips, oh, oh Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ To me Oh, bring your hips to me ♪

♪ Oh, bring your hips, oh, oh Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ To me

♪ To me

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why

♪ Won't you sing

[elevator dings]

[Nina] Oh, my god, they all know about me and Patrick, I forgot.

♪ Patrick and Nina sitting on a tree ♪

♪ F-U-C-K-I-N-G

[Nina] It'll be fine. They're professionals.

-[Cherie] Nina, uh, -[Nina] Hi.

shenanigans in 3,

Jiggery-pokery 4,

-Flat-out bedlam in 5. -Okay.

Nina, the Love Shack called.

They want to speak to you and Patrick immediately.

♪ Patrick and Nina sitting on a tree ♪

♪ K-I-S-S-I-N-G

♪ I-N-G

[Nina] Could've been worse.

Hello. Is--is Patrick still here?

-What, still here? -He hasn't arrived yet.

Didn't he... get called in last night?

[Kim] No.

[Nina] Oh...

-[Martin] Nina. -Huh?

Can I just have, uh, a quiet word--quick, uh?

Yeah, sure absolutely.

Uh, it's come to my attention

possibly due to all the songs

and, uh, rhymes alluding to it,

that you have formed a relationship with Patrick?

Yes.

-Hm... You run fast, Nina. -No, I don't.

Dr. Chris Havel, Dr. Fraser King and now... Patrick.

[Nina] Oh, god! He thinks I'm the hospital bike.

[rock music]

Fresh meat...

I'm not a slut.

[sighs] It's not what I meant.

Nina... uh...

Never mind.

[foot thumps]

[Nina] I just wanna hug him. Can I do that?

[Nina] Hi.

Look, sorry to abandon you last night.

[Nina] Okay, he made up an excuse to get away last night.

What's the graceful thing to say?

It's fine. You had to work.

You missed a great tiramisu.

-That's a shame. -Mm-hm.

[Patrick] I have to scrub in.

Patrick.

-Yeah? -Thanks for talking to Billie.

[sighs] No problem.

I don't know what you said, but it worked.

She and Mick are engaged.

-That's great! -[Nina] I know.

[sighs]

And she told me... about your conversation...

About your baby.

Yeah. I thought she might.

I'm--I'm just--I'm so sorry.

[Patrick] Yeah.

-[Patrick] I better get to theater. -I'll talk to you later.

Okay.

[upbeat music]

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

Yes, Mum?

You forgot your mail, again.

Oh... shit, sorry.

Well, you don't live here. Change your address.

I took the liberty of opening it.

-Mum! -[Geraldine] Well, some of it looked official.

There's three parking fines overdue.

to add to the two speeding fines... in my car.

And a girl called Alice sent you a photo of her genitalia from Spain.

Redhead?

I'm not answering that question.

Okay. Thanks, Mum. You're the best.

-[water pattering] -Hey, fish. Here you go, fish.

Hey. Check out the fish.

Koi. The owner wants to know where you got your hat.

It's not a hat, it's a small sombrero.

Okay. Well, look, we'd better get to work. We gotta impress this guy.

My sombrero's not enough?

-It's a $25,000 job, mate. -It's gonna take more than your sombrero.

Yes, brother-in-law.

[phone beeping]

[call waiting tone]

[phone ringing]

-[Mick] Hello, fiancée. -I hate that word.

My betrothed.

Me bitch.

That's better.

I'm holding the keys to our incredible new house.

Get your ass over here and carry me inside.

Uh... Billie, I can't. I have to...

I wanna do it on the kitchen floor.

Fifteen minutes.

Uh...

I've got to go... pick up some...

-sulphite. -After you have sex with my sister or before?

Probably after.

-[female #1] Come on. -[Billie] Hey! Hey!

Sorry?

Pick your dog's crap up off my path!

Oh, sorry. I haven't got a doggy bag.

You've got a purse.

My purse?

[scoffs] You're joking.

Do I look like I'm joking?

[female #1] Come on. Quickly!

[Billie] Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hi, I'm Dr. Proudman.

-[Cherie] This is Jane and John. -Hi.

John, could you give us a minute?

Ladies' stuff. Thanks.

Hello.

[Jane] Okay, um... my baby, it...

might be the wrong color.

-The what? -[Jane] No, not wrong, just--

Maori.

Is there any way of telling before the baby comes out?

N--No.

So, you--your husband doesn't know?

Oh, look, I'm pretty sure it's his, but...

look, just in case, it does come out the wrong color.

You can't actually call the baby the "wrong color".

Nationality.

You could tell him, it's a statistical anomaly.

A statistical anomaly?

Yeah, like one in every thousand babies is...

-Maori? -Yeah.

He's not... that smart. I think he'd probably go for it.

Oh, I can't do that.

You'd rather break his heart? And break up a marriage?

I love him!

[Cherie] I can't believe that she's not going to be honest with him.

W--Well, it's her choice.

Maybe she thinks if he finds out it'll hurt him.

He's gonna find out anyway.

Why? Because

having a secret's like carrying a box and pretending you're not.

-A box? -Mm-hm.

And every time her husband tries to get close to her--

-Well, he can't. Because of the box. -Well, no. I--I meant more--

The worst part about it is that he doesn't even know she's gotta box.

No, he... well, he just wonders why he can't get close.

And everyone's left feeling slightly alone.

Exactly.

And it's not as if the box is out of sight somewhere in a back room.

It's right there, front and center.

Which is why it's better to be honest about everything.

You know you just did a complete 180, right there, while I watched.

-[Nina] D--Did I? -[Cherie] Mm-hm.

[birds chirping]

[footsteps approaching]

Where were you?

Just meeting the neighbors.

Why's your shirt all ripped?

[Billie] Come on, let's go.

-[Mick] Hey. -[Billie] Whoo!

[Mick] Yes!

Go. Key, key.

[Nina] Hey.

Are you avoiding me?

No.

Yeah.

I'm just gonna come out and say it.

[Nina] I--I understand.

Well, no, I don't-- l don't understand.

I'm--I'm not really, uh... I'm... couldn't possibly...

Nina! Babbling, when you need clear sentences.

I found out something about you.

Something huge.

And I found out second-hand, and...

that's--that's okay. Grief is personal and private.

I also know that you didn't get called in to work last night.

I'm not angry.

But it does make me think that you're pulling away from me.

So I just... I want..

You can talk to me.

About anything.

I like it when you do.

I just hope, you know that,

-Okay. -Okay.

[dramatic mellow music]

[Nina] Damn it.

[Jimmy] Oh, well, Jenny,

Oh no, they--they just lacked the expected flakiness, you know?

No, no, no, it's okay. I'm prepared to give you another chance.

Do you home deliver?

Really? Only at night time?

Alright, well, it...

[water bubbling]

Shit. I'll call you back.

Oh, no.

[water pattering]

[water bubbling]

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[quirky music]

[Billie] I'm scared.

Why?

Because I'm so happy.

[Mick] Good.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

I have to christen the house.

-[Billie] We just did. -[Mick laughing]

[thudding]

I can't believe you kept your socks on.

[Mick] Yeah, so I could do this.

Whoo! Whoa!

[chuckles] You all right?

[screams]

[grunting]

[spits]

[groans]

[sighs]

[panting]

-You lazy prick. -[Jimmy] Hey.

We're trying to make a good impression.

[mellow guitar music "1,000 Suns" by Emma Louise]

-Hi. -Hey.

-My son's name was Gus. -Oh.

Patrick, you don't have to--

No, I do.

Yeah, I think I do.

[birds chirping]

I used to...

talk to Jodie's stomach.

I'd say, "Now hurry up, Gus."

"You're going to miss the bus, Gus."

And we got the bedroom painted.

And a feeding chair. It was her final checks.

[sighs] All systems go.

Then a few days before he was due...

Jodie said to me "He's not moving."

He'd got the cord wrapped around his neck and...

He--he had long fingers.

[sniffs]

You tell yourself these stories...

They become memories.

But they never happened.

You walk out of the hospital

and you've lost something

without ever having it.

[instrumental music]

[door thumps]

[keys rattling]

[gasps]

-[Nina] Hello. -Oh, hi.

-[Jenny] Nina. Sister? -Yes.

Do you have an apron, tongs, and some cream?

Oh, um... I'll have to... I don't know.

Who are you?

I'm Jenny. Ah, tongs.

[drawer sliding]

-Do you think yogurt will work? -Yeah. I don't know.

[gasping and sighing]

Jimmy!

What's that little outfit you're wearing, eh?

-[footsteps thumping] -Yup.

Two things, one who is she?

Jenny from the bakery. She delivers.

What? That's gross. Second thing.

-Yup? -The parrot... in the suit.

[Jenny] Jimmy! It works!

I just found him. He was walking along the street

and then he just followed me home.

You should've asked me if we could have a pet.

Oh, Nin, seriously, how cute is he?

Isn't he meant to be in a cage, or... isn't he gonna...

No, no, no. That's the beauty of the suit.

It has an in-built nappy.

NASA designed it, $300.

Three hundred? In-built nappy?

Do we have--have to change it?

Yeah, we--we can draw up a roster system.

And be careful when you open the windows.

[Nina] So you can't pay me rent,

but, you bought a suit for a parrot?

Well, you said, rent was optional.

I said when you could!

Right. Well, I'm-- I'm a little bit short.

Because you... bought a suit for a parrot?

Oh, think about all the joy he's gonna give us.

Say "latte" to him. I've gotta get back up.

Latte.

[coffee machine buzzing]

[upbeat music on the radio]

-[Mick] Oh, it's cool. -[Jimmy] And it poops heaps.

[Jimmy] But it's got this, like, tiny little nappy

that's really, difficult to change.

-[Mick] Um. Bet it is. -[Jimmy] Yeah.

-How's the new house? -Oh, Billie seems like she might be a new person,

-she loves it that much. -Yeah? What kind of person?

Nice.

Probably just a phase.

[child crying]

-[Mick] Whoa! -[sobbing]

[Mick] What's going on?

Um... I...

I forgot my, um... tool.

I'll be at the ute...

[rod clanks]

[McLean] Just go with your mum for a second, alright?

[McLean] Mate, what's going on?

-[Mick] Well, I was gonna ask-- -[McLean] You've been here one day. One day.

I can't believe this. Look at them!

[Mick] Well, what happened to them?

Mate, I'm getting the water tested. I'll find out what's going on.

[clanks]

They're worth a fortune, mate.

[birds chirping]

[rake clanks]

-The fish are dead. -Oh, shit.

He acted like a real prick about it, like we had something to do with it.

Oh. What a jerk.

So now he's testing the solution

to make sure no one tampered with it.

[Jimmy] Solution?

Yeah. It's not straight water.

They add sodium, carbon pellets.

They can't just live in tap water.

It might not be related.

What?

I did have to refill the pond out of the tap.

-Why? -Because I broke a pipe

and then all the water started draining out of the pond

and they were just left there, flapping around...

I had to save them.

[inhales deeply]

-You killed his koi. -I know.

Well, we have to tell him.

Do we?

[Mick sighs]

[Jimmy] It's so wrong. What's happened to people these days?

[Mick] Shut up!

[Jimmy] It's just, honesty's supposed to be rewarded.

[Jimmy] I mean, we did the right thing by telling him--

[Mick] Shut up, Jimmy!

[Jimmy] But sacking us is probably not even legal,

and those fish costing three grand to replace,

I mean, that's bullshit. I reckon we should look into that.

But the main thing is it was an accident.

-I wasn't trying-- -Shut up!

I'm sorry, Mick. I'm really sorry.

What were you doing near the pond?

We weren't even supposed to be working there.

I wasn't. Listen, you're angry

so you're looking for someone to blame.

I'm not "looking for someone."

You, Jimmy. You are to blame!

Give me your phone.

-Why? Aw! Aw! -Give me that! Give me that!

[tapping sound]

[scoffs] Call made to Bakery Treat, 11:36 to 12:07!

Alright. Alright. I'm sorry. I did make a call.

I was distracted. I was tapping on the dirt lightly--

Get out of the truck!

Out!

[car engine revs]

[revving continues]

[car screeching]

[car whirring]

[Nina] What a beautiful man.

-So, let's not be crass about this. -Yeah?

How would you describe your sexual compatibility?

Oh!

Oh, I would describe it as a... a private matter.

Oh. That bad, huh?

No, I didn't say that. It...

I like to keep some things private.

Yeah, but if it was any good, you'd gloat about it.

No, I wouldn't. Do we have to tell each other everything?

-How is he? -Dud apparently.

I didn't say that!

-Hey. -Hey.

You called me for an epidural for the woman in seven.

Yeah, I thought... I thought you'd already done it.

Oh, it was too late. She's seven centimeters.

Well, it's... there's still time. I think it's fine.

Yeah, well, that's my call. It's not.

Now she's screaming blue murder down there. So you better go sort it out.

[Nina] What just happened?

We've talked. He showed me his pain.

Doesn't that make it better?

Do I want too much?

[eagle screaming]

I killed a bear...

and wrote a poem about how sad it made me.

[flute playing]

You're perfect.

[moaning]

It's pretty simple, what a woman wants, isn't it?

[phone ringing]

Hey, Jimmy. What's up?

[Jimmy] Remember that development you worked on

in Bulleen? They had a koi pond, right?

Bulleen. Ah. Health Department offices.

Um, yeah. There's a pond. Why?

Uh, it's--it's best I don't tell you.

You need plausible deniability.

Jimmy... what's going on?

I killed the koi at this house Mick and I were working on, and then we got sacked,

and now they want three grand from Mick for the koi.

Right, well, it's good to hear you're having fun.

Big job, hey? Where are you now?

Nina's.

-Is he still at work? -Work. Yes.

Well, God's labors purify us, as my dad used to say.

What--what are you talking about?

-Uh... are you off? -Yeah. See you.

What are you doing, Jimmy?

If I go and steal the koi from that place,

government, department, right? They had heaps there.

They won't miss three. Then I can go back to the guy who sacked us

with a peace offering and beg for the job back.

-Oh, Jimmy... -Dad, I'm trying to fix things. Let me fix it.

-Go late at night. -[Jimmy] Okay. Bye.

And be careful.

[tinkling music]

[bike rattling]

["Super Duper Rescue Heads" by Deerhof]

[Nina] Okay. So, a little romantic speed bump today,

but there's a sure-fire way to get us both over it.

You're wearing a trench coat.

Yes, I am.

Are you naked underneath?

Yes, I am.

[door bangs close]

Hey.

Hope you like cheap wine, 'cause it's all we can afford. It was 2.99.

It'd still be grape-based, though, wouldn't it?

Oh, Mick, I love this street. There are kids with a lemonade stall.

-How cute is that? -Billie...

[thuds]

There's something I have to tell you.

But...

not... here.

There's too much glassware.

Vases.

That's worse.

Okay. Okay. In here. In here.

[foot thumping]

Mick, this seems really bad. What have you done?

Mick?

Jimmy killed some very expensive Japanese fish

at the McLean job, so they sacked us.

I know it was worth more than 20 grand

and I know we were really relying on it.

[Mick] Okay...

You might be in shock, but...

you should say something.

Just... throw it.

I know it's shit. I know we really needed the money.

But we'll fight back, Billie.

We always do.

[glass shattering]

[Mick sighs]

[dramatic music]

It's so nice.

This house.

I know.

We can't keep it, Mick.

Ah, no, maybe another...

job will come in or we can get a...

-flatmate or... -No.

We've got big payments due in three months. You know how I structured it.

[Mick] I know! I know.

But we've got to try.

All we can do is try.

[music continues]

[Patrick] I knew it.

What?

I knew this would happen.

[Nina] Wh--what did I do? I was just looking at you.

No, you're looking at me with pity and you're petting me.

No, not petting you. I was stroking you.

-Don't you like it? -Uh-uh.

Oh. I knew if I told you, this would happen.

[sighs]

What--what--what would happen?

Uh, I'd feel something for you?

Of course I do. I... um...

That's normal, isn't it?

[Patrick] I don't know how to be with you now.

But... what--what?

What are you doing, Patrick?

[Patrick] I don't know.

Now the lid's off, it's just infecting everything.

Doesn't have to.

There's a reason I don't talk about it.

Sorry. Maybe you should explain to me what the rules of this are then, Patrick.

It's okay for me to turn up in a trench coat, naked, that's fine.

It's okay for us to cook dinner for our families, that's fine.

But feel things for you... not fine.

No, because now you're looking at me and you're seeing tragedy.

-No, I'm not. -You're seeing a dead baby and a morphine addict.

-No, that's not-- that's not-- -Yes, Nina.

I knew sooner or later I'd have to tell you.

I just don't know how to live with you knowing.

And now it's too late.

Thanks.

Um, I feel like you're about to break up with me,

so instead of that, I'm going to leave.

I think we both might need a moment to catch our breath here.

[dramatic music]

[keys rattling]

[keys clinking]

[beeping]

[Geraldine] It's Mum. Ring me.

[Billie] Nins, it's Billie. Ring me.

[Jimmy] Hey, it's Jimmy. Can you feed Ralph? I'm staying at Mum's.

No doubt he needs a nappy change, as well. Thanks.

[phone beeping]

[knocking the door]

He's not here.

[phone ringing]

[clanks]

Hello?

[weird robotic chirping]

That's not funny.

Latte! Latte!

[mimicking coffee machine buzzing]

[phone clanks]

[Darcy] Yeah. Phil D'Arabont was much too young for you.

No, he wasn't.

Hey. You need a bit of maturity in a man.

Oh, I long for the day I find it!

[chuckles] Well,

maybe you'll just have to make do with me until then.

-Ahh. -[phone ringing]

[water bubbling]

-[ringing continues] -[Geraldine] You'd better not.

-It's just Jimmy. -So?

I've got a feeling.

I had a feeling too and it just disappeared.

Hi, Jimmy.

Yeah, right.

Right. Righto.

Okay. Will do.

What's happened?

You... Oh, it's no big deal.

That's what you say when something is a big deal.

-Jimmy's been arrested. -What? What for?

Stealing fish.

[Geraldine] What's he doing in Bulleen, stealing fish?

[Darcy] It's strange, I agree.

[Geraldine] Maybe we were too nice to him.

-[Darcy] What? -Maybe because of the divorce.

We've always been overly nice to him.

Well, I did stop hitting him with my birch.

The male role model is particularly important.

Well, I might have been stronger if I could have

got him out from your smothering embrace.

[sighs deeply]

[Darcy] Let's not blame ourselves.

-Let's blame-- -Him?

Maybe it's time we did.

What's that smell?

Why are you all here?

We're going to talk to you...

about your life.

All of you?

Like... like an intervention?

I wanna tear your eyelids off,

but Mum said this was the more mature option.

-Eat it. -Is that--?

[Mick] A $1,000 breakfast.

-Oh, look, I'm really sorry, Billie-- -[Billie] Oh, you're sorry?

So, now I don't have to feel bad about losing our house.

-I'm sure you don't have to give up your house-- -Maybe we do, Jimmy.

That's what happens in the real world when people screw up.

Eat the fish.

-Oh, no... -[Mick] Eat. It.

Oh!

[fork clangs]

Oh...

-It's disgusting! -Eat more.

Couldn't he have a wedge of lemon, or something?

You need to think about how you're living, Jimmy.

-You're not a kid anymore. -Neither are you,

yet you insist on dressing like one

and knocking up women half your age.

You need to show some responsibility.

I made a mistake!

Or two.

Nina, say something.

I think--I think what we're all trying to say, Jim,

is that you just have so much potential.

She meant something mean.

I--I mean, you could start paying rent before you go out fitting parrots.

I'm pretty sure I'm the only one that's changed it's nappy.

You're a surgeon! You have nimble fingers!

Oh, stay focused!

Jimmy, you--you got arrested.

I was trying to fix this! To help!

I remembered the koi. Dad told me where they were.

I figured, like, everyone could just get what they wanted.

Good fathering, Darcy. Well done.

Well, I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't, aren't I?

You're 28!

You had a gap year and it's turned into a gap life.

You know what? It may stun you all to know that I don't wanna live like you.

I--I just want to travel light and have a good time.

I don't want to buy a house I can't afford.

I don't want to have relationships that are anxiety ridden.

Tammy, Tammy, Tammy!

Yeah, good. That's better.

I just want to be happy.

I am happy. I'm sorry about what happened. It was an accident.

It's nice to see you all turn on me so quickly.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be at the bakery for breakfast.

[screaming]

-[Mick] Billie! Billie! -[Jimmy] Sorry!

[Billie] Let me...!

[swish sound]

[shoe squeaking]

-[Martin] One-nil. -I wasn't ready.

[clicking sound]

[hard hit]

Two-nil.

Forgot that you do this.

[exhales]

[Martin] And how is your liaison with Dr. Proudman progressing?

I don't think it is.

Right. I assume you're running scared.

I don't think human relationships are your strong point, Martin.

So maybe you should just serve.

Three-nil.

I told her about what happened.

[Martin] I see.

-And she...? -Patted me.

And this...?

Made me angry. Serve, will you?

[exhales]

[thuds]

[Martin] Four-nil.

If I have been to war

and I have a scar and I show my lover,

when she feels bad for me, do I throw her off the train...

to travel on my journey alone with my scar,

and now with my regret?

I don't want her to see me as that guy.

You are that guy.

It'll be fascinating to see if you choose to be anything else.

I think I've screwed it up with Patrick.

And I really, really like him.

He really, really likes you, Nins.

You can tell by the way he looks at you.

I've tried space and understanding...

I just... I really... I really want to know him.

[scoffs]

Do you remember you had the Barbie and the Ken that talked?

And you kept on trying to open up Ken's chest

so you could fix the mechanism so he'd say what you wanted?

I did not!

You so did.

Are you saying I broke my toy?

I'm just saying that relationships are two parts

flowers and wine and eight parts

"Is that really who I'm going out with?"

You think Mick and I haven't had to look at some pretty ugly stuff about each other

that sometimes he doesn't go, "Wow, she's one mad bitch.

Can I still love her?"

You guys have to both work out if you've got the guts

to show each other who you really are.

'Cause let me tell you, when someone loves you

and you don't have to be perfect for them...

boy, howdy! It's a relief.

-[Mick] Hey. Had an idea-- -Jesus, Mick!

We're in the middle of something here.

[Billie] Love you.

[Nina snorts]

[mellow music]

[phone beeping]

[dialing]

[phone rings]

-[Nina] Oh, hi. It's me. -Hi.

Um... c--could I come over? I want to talk to you about something.

Uh... no.

Oh.

Right.

[phone beeps]

[knocking on the door]

Hi.

I've been trying to pry you open like a Ken doll.

[Patrick] A Ken doll?

I can be like that.

I can over think things.

-I do over think things. -You do.

-You don't have to agree. -Sorry.

[Nina chuckles]

It's okay. You can agree.

I try to fix people,

instead of just letting them be.

When the going got tough

in my marriage, I got into drugs.

And I abandoned my wife.

-I was married. -I know.

You know why I married him?

Because he adored me.

Put me on a pedestal and worshiped me.

I loved that.

But not him.

And... it ruined him.

I suck at intimacy.

You suck at intimacy.

So do I.

[soft rock music]

Rocket's left his paw prints everywhere.

If this place is going to be ready for buyers, it's gonna shine.

You love this house.

We are keeping this house.

How?

[Mick] We live up there.

We rent this out, we live above our garage.

We rent the whole place out. We save.

We get married. We keep saving

and when we're ready, we move back into our house.

[chuckles] Hey?

Hey? Who just saved the day?

Uh, I think I did.

[chuckles]

[moaning]

[laughing]

Okay. Okay.

[laughing]

-And another thing... -Mm?

Oh, it's bad. It's bad.

-What? -It's really bad.

What?

I like Bon Jovi.

No, it's worse...

I mean the new stuff.

[laughs]

[giggling]

-♪ Whoa, whoa... ♪ -[laughs] No. Don't sing it!

-Okay. Do you want a coffee? -Mm-hm.

[Patrick] ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa...

[laughing]

[upbeat music]

[Nina] Oh, dear.

[theme music]